" How often did your words come out to be true? This scenario never happened to me until that day, when the words which were spilled out of anger and rage turned into reality. The Divorce of my parents. The unlikable truth. " Recording voice of Ana adds.
I wiped the tears off my face and walked out of the room, with a general assumption that all the beings in this residential would have already heard the story of my sadness, and I was true. After an hour as I walked out, all the eyes were patiently waiting for me, under the roof of the hall.
" Ana,..are you okay?" Dorothy's voice asks, as it can be assumed by her tone, that she was holding this question for a long time.
" It's alright. I'm all good. Yeah, it is quite discerning to get this news. However, it is happening for a good reason. They should have done it earlier. I'm just a little tense about Camila, but she will also understand." I answer with a smile and swallow red eyes, with a gesture of cheerfulness in it.